Distant Early Warning

An ill wind comes arising
Across the cities of the plain
There’s no swimming in the heavy water
No singing in the acid rain
Red alert
Red alert
It’s so hard to stay together
Passing through revolving doors
We need someone to talk to
And someone to sweep the floors
Incomplete
Incomplete

[Chorus:]
The world weighs on my shoulders
But what am I to do?
You sometimes drive me crazy
But I worry about you
I know it makes no difference
To what you’re going through
But I see the tip of the iceberg 
And I worry about you…

Cruising under your radar
Watching from satellites
Take a page from the red book
Keep them in your sights
Red alert
Red alert
Left and rights of passage
Black and whites of youth
Who can face the knowledge
That the truth is not the truth?
Obsolete
Absolute

[Chorus]

Absalom, Absalom, Absalom

Lyrics: Neil Peart
Music: Rush
From the album: Grace Under Pressure.

Dawn Breaks

Dawn Breaks
(On the eve of our deconstruction)

Mesmerised by vanity
bordering on insanity
The search for inner beauty is lost.
Broken down to complacency
Lost in this beaurocracy
The demands of an individual are gone.

Waiting for a godot
Looking too hard at shadows
Knowing thats all we are
Of what we were

The path is set forth so clearly
But some refuse to see it
Their minds are firmly closed
Even to the truth

It can’t be very long now
The last songs will all be sung
Any chance of a saviours’ appearance
Will be lost.

Say goodbye to all that once was
Steel for all to be lost – just a bitter taste
In the memory of time.

Mark Catlin–2013